Ann stood outside the door to my upper west side apartment in a trench coat, her long curly blond hair damp from the November thunderstorm raging outside. She was normally two inches taller than me at 5'11", but the stilettos she wore took her up another 6 inches, and so I had to look up to her in the doorway. As she stepped inside, she removed her coat to...
He walked down the street feeling used, but strangely satisfied too. The rubber felt cold against his skin in the chill of the late day. He turned corner and noticed a parking ticket on his old four door sedan. "Fuck." He said stopping, and pulling the ticket off. He rode towards the apartment in which he rented a room from some people he met online. They...
This story is fiction and is written for my pleasure and any comments or suggestions that anyone would like to make. Any suggestions to the address in my profile. I adore the feel of leather, rubber, pvc and anything silky so it was no surprise to me that at an early age I liked the feel of certain female clothing. I am a perfectly straight male but my fant...
I closed my eyes, lying still in the cool darkness of my bedroom. She's there, watching me as I remain motionless against the soft luxury of the mattress, soothing my tired muscles. I feel relaxed, yet expectant; calm, but excited. Waiting for her. Waiting for her to make a move, to glide from the shadows and approach me on the bed. To slide her soft, late...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
This is more a collection of images than a story, ones that happened to have been fermenting in my mind this morning. They will, no doubt, be incorporated into and taken further in my actual, narrative based tales... * I was now quaking in both fear and excitement. My legs were beginning to dig into the concrete floor and I could feel the imprints that wou...
Introduction : Avinash continues to interview Hemangini for his new writing. As she pursues with her story, the revelation at the next stage tends to get harrowing from where it started. She welcomes him into an all new ambience which leaves Avinash in the absolute stupor. I would just like to add an advanced disclaimer to any Indian religious reader advanc...
Liz had been married to Tom for two years. They enjoyed a marital sex life which had never lost any of its honeymoon fervor, and had actually become more exciting as they discovered more and more about each other's physical and emotional needs. Perfectly matched romantically and sensuously, they were almost comically mismatched physically. Tom was fully six...
It had been a long, productive week of meetings and Paul was exhausted. He debated flying home on the red-eye, but the suite was already paid for so he decided to relax and spend one more night. Besides, he had barely had any chance to play this week. He opened a beer and walked over to the suitcase sitting in the corner. Opening it, he carefully laid the co...
Author's note: This is a sequel of Building Reality. It was supposed to be a one of, but many readers asked me to continue this story. I decided to write two sequels. One with good ending and one with dark ending. This one is the darker one. Enjoy! ---------------------- Building Reality : Addiction Tracy's isolation felt like an eternity. After her secon...